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Memory was overprotective over his brother, Ego.
And reasonably so, too! His brother’s partner, Atlas, had murdered him before in a past loop! Of course Memory would be on edge and overprotective because of that! He was allowed to be nervous!
…Except, Soul didn’t exactly enjoy that fact.
The two were currently sitting together in the kitchen, Memory looking for a cheese grater so he could finish making his cheesy-potato-and-leek-soup, when Soul spoke from the middle of the kitchen, after kickflipping his trident a few times as practice.
{“Memory, stop hovering around Ego. He can take care of himself, you know,”} Soul said, leaning on his trident, their arms between the tines as he chuckles.
/”... I don’t hover, I just.. I stay near him. What if he gets hurt?”/ Memory responded, glaring at Soul.
{“You do. You hover!”} He said, laughing again. {“You’re literally a helicopter parent, but like, for siblings.”}
/”Shut up, Atlas! I only hover because I don’t trust you around him!”/ Memory snaps at Atlas, which starts an argument. Which was quite common with these two.
/”You can’t be trusted with that damned trident! You stabbed out Juno’s eyes, you stabbed Ego in the stomach, what’s going to happen that makes you realize that you can’t-”/ He was cut off by a sharp pain in his chest, and looked down to see the bright-red tines of Atlas’ trident wedged into his ribs. His vision went blurry just as he felt Soul take out the trident, and he soon passed out, not waking up.